It Happened On Manhunt: My Doctor Fantasy Came True

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My boyfriend and I are big fans of xhardxtimesx.ru. It’s a great site. Even so, it took a LOT of cajoling and some majorly kinky sex for my boyfriend to let me share the story of how we met. We live in a conservative Southern city, so I’ve changed the names to protect the guilty. Here goes:

I moved back home a few years ago and decided I should get a doctor, because I hadn’t had a physical since I got out of the military. I asked around for recommendations, and Dr. Sean’s name kept popping up. He fit all the criteria—around my age (33 years-old), board certified, no long waits, etc. According to a buddy of mine’s wife, he was also “extremely easy on the eyes”, which was only icing on the cake. I’ve always had a well-honed doctor-patient fantasy kept in my spank bank.

On the date of my physical, I was sitting in the exam room in my boxers, when there was a knock on the door. In strode Dr. Sean in blue scrubs. My heart literally started to pound. He was tall, dark-haired, muscular and, most importantly, he had fur peeking out from his scrubs top. “Easy on the eyes” was a gross understatement. This man was fucking hot.

As he took my blood pressure, he asked if I had had issues with elevated blood pressure because mine was a little high. All I could think to myself was, “No, it’s high because I know you are going to touch my dick and balls.” Even though I am an attorney, when it came to this guy I may as well have been mute. Anything that came out of my mouth made me sounds like an utter fool. I mumbled something about “white coat hypertension” and Dr. Sean laughed a bit.

I have NEVER ever gotten an erection in a doctor’s office, but when the time came for the requisite hernia check, as soon as I pulled down my boxers, I started getting a chub. When Dr. Sean briefly examined my dick, it was only half hard; when he examined my balls; three quarters; and when he did the prostate exam, it certainly qualified as a raging hard on.

As I straightened up after being bent over the exam table, there was no hiding his effect on me. I turned around—every capillary in my face about the explode—and said, “Sorry about this. It’s never happened before.” Dr. Sean smiled, laughed and said, “Don’t worry. It happens.” Physically, I was in awesome health, but I still hadn’t emotionally recovered when I sat in Dr. Sean’s office to discuss the results of all the tests.

Fast forward a few months. I’m in my new job working my ass off, spending time with family and friends and fixing up my house. Not much time for a social life, so I opened up a account. I spoke with a few guys, but none of them really got my attention until I started talking with this one guy who didn’t have a face pic in his profile because he was a “professional” and didn’t want his face out there.

After about a week of chatting, we decided to meet for drinks and see how it went. When I got to the restaurant, I sat at the bar when in came Dr. Sean. He shook my hand with both hands and said, “Jason, how are you doing?” I was impressed that he remembered my name after one physical a few months before. I was also secretly thinking that the reason he remembered my name was because I was the perv who got an erection during a physical.

We sat there making small talk and, in the back of my mind, I kept wondering if he was the guy I was supposed to meet for drinks. I kept talking myself down from this fantasy since I knew it would not end well if I was wrong and then I’d have to get another doctor. After about ten minutes of conversation, Dr. Sean just looks at me inquisitively and says my screen name. My red face gave it all away, and we both laughed, got a table and had a wonderful meal.

After dinner, I invited him back to my place. We sat and talked for about an hour, when the drinks from dinner kicked in, and I had to use the restroom. On my way into the bathroom, I turned toward Sean and said, “You know this relationship is starting off on a gross disparity. You’ve already seen me naked.” Sean shot right back, “Yes, and with a boner too!” I knew the fucker remembered that!

When I got out of the bathroom and walked into the living room, there sat Sean completely naked, sporting an impressive erection. He smiled that shit-eating grin that melts me to this day and said, “Disparity resolved.” Needless to say, we ended up having breakfast the next morning, after very little sleep the night before.

Well, it’s now been about four years and Sean and I live together. I won’t go into detail, but suffice it to say that “Dr. Sean” has made my doctor-patient fantasy come true many, many times. Thank you, !